Hehe...I'm sorry this took so long. I don't think I'm very into this, but here's the second part. I hope you like it.

Mouse Trap

"Damn mouse..." purrs the restrained cat, forcing himself to not enjoy what the other is doing to him. This only serves to make the Prince bite harder on his neck and a hand press harshly against his chest. Before long Kyou gasps because the layer of thin boundary between him and the other, which is his clothing, is soon torn from him, leaving him bare and utterly exposed to Yuki's violet eyes. "No..." the cat mutters weakly.

Yuki only smiles, a very sly grin on his lovely pale face. He shifts so that no part of his body is touching the floor but on the bed and in between the legs of the one he craves and is planning to devour. Leaning forward, he lets their bodies touch just slightly, Kyou's skin against a thin layer of clothing. A small sigh comes from the cat's mouth involuntarily. Yuki presses down, satisfied with the hardness of the other's body. "Mmm..." he purrs in Kyou's ear as if he is about to eat some sweet delicacy. This gives the cat a shiver and he closes his eyes for a moment, not denying himself of the pleasure of the violet haired boy's body.

Lips make their way downward, a wetness trailing the neko's chest. Kyou sighs, head thrown back, eyes close, and he arches. He doesn't know if this is what he is supposed to do, but it seems that it is the most natural reaction that his body tells him or rather forces him. Kyou purrs softly as he feels the hot flesh of Yuki's mouth play with one of his nipples, not needing to try hard to make him want more. The lower part of his body throbs; he is so wet and so hard. He loses his thoughts, an inevitable thing. Yuki realizes this, letting go as Kyou twists his hands free and trailing that hand to the other's chest and playing with the other nipple. Kyou's own two hands reach forward to hold Yuki's head in place. He doesn't realize it but this just shows how much he wants it. Only Yuki knows.

"You..." Kyou says in a mixture of a grunt and sigh.

"Yes?" Yuki moves away, eyes staring down at a breathless cat. He almost chuckles at the sight of a disheveled Kyou caused by him no less.

"Why...?" is the question that comes out of the neko's mouth softly as if afraid himself of the question. Why are you doing this...?

Yuki looks undisturbed at the other for a moment long enough for Kyou to feel extremely uncomfortable and wish he hadn't said what he did. The Prince studies this perfectly delicious cat, wondering just why he asked him 'why' and what he wanted for an answer. But in the end, instead of answering, Yuki uses a quick motion to thrust his hands inside the other's pants, grabbing the erected cock. Kyou shrieks deep and loud. He can only thank that no one else is in the house. Oh...Yuki!

The Prince looks even more satisfied, seeing the cat react to his every movement, neither trying to get away nor beg for more. Kyou's writhing form causes Yuki to throb, becoming hard himself. "Ah," Yuki moans deep in the kitty's sensitive ears, giving Kyou the chill that runs from his back to the pits of his stomach, a great sensation. And Kyou moans in return, like a call of the wild and he just had to answer. "Aren't you getting excited, kitty?" The light-haired beauty comments, the hand inside the other's pants playing with the hardness of his kitty's erection.

Kyou twitches, trying his best not to make any more noises. He tries to squirm away, only to find that he is weakened by the mouse on top of him and that he is losing again. Damn you! "Get off of me! Pervert!" the neko cries. I won't let you get to me...

"But you like this..." the mouse states, stroking the tip of the throbbing cock in his hand, making Kyou writhe in agony and ecstasy. Proving his point, he leans forward, crushing the other body with his own weight. "And I don't take 'no' for an answer..." he adds both aggressively and seductively.

Kyou will not admit that the Prince's tone of voice just drove him crazy, his whole body submitting to the very words. No! The neko's mind scolds him, but his body betrays him. He moans to the pressure the other puts upon him. God, he feels good...

Feeling triumphant, Yuki grins and mentally promises himself that he will have what he is looking for today. Gently, he brings his lips to sweep over the neko's jaw line, barely touching but he knows the other feels his breath. He wants it that way, to slowly make the cat below him submit to him bit by bit, taking the neko's sanity apart piece by piece.

Kyou tries not to focus on the gorgeous Prince, but clearly fails as his heart will not stop beating so rapidly. He closes his eyes shut unconsciously, trying to prevent his reason from escaping but it only helps him to focus on Yuki's luscious lips upon his skin and Yuki's obviously skilled hand stroking him. He can feel the heat, the beautiful pink lips searching his face. It makes him shiver; he fails to even try to push the other off of him. He is so good...

Kyou nearly bites on his lips when he feels the other's wet tongue grazing his face and the soft hand torturing his limb endlessly slow. He bears it, unable to remember what to do. He merely lets the other venture his skin, and soon to be his heart.

But it is tormenting as Yuki takes his leisurely time, enjoying the sensation he knows he is giving the other. Licking Kyou's earlobe, which is evidently a sensitive spot as the kitty reflexively cowers away from him slightly, Yuki doesn't allow the other to breath as his hand quickens its pace. The Prince is only intrigued by his prey's recoil and persists to endeavor upon it, sucking on the poor flesh and accidentally bites on it when Kyou grants a most delicious purr from the throat, making Yuki's desire for him deepen extraordinarily. Yuki! Kyou gasps.

He is trapped, he is within the mouse's trap.

Kyou unconsciously arches as the painful and pleasurable feeling of being bitten courses through his body. He is so ashamed to be caught so easily. He can't just give up. He has to fight. He can't just let the mouse win. He can't. He can't. I can't...

"Get off of me now! You Pervert! You Transvestite! You Sex-Deprived MOUSE! GET OFF!" Kyou growls out, half the words he didn't even know he actually said. Now, he insulted the other boy. What would Yuki do?

The Prince chuckles as if amused. "First of all, I'm not a pervert. Secondly, my brother is the transvestite, not me. And lastly, I am not sex-deprived, the only thing I'm deprived of is you," Yuki points out these things one by one, his voice ever the silkier by the word, leaving his last word as smooth as cream.

Kyou cannot deny that his heart is uncontrollable at the moment. So beautiful are the other boy's words because of the other's utmost mesmerizing voice. And even more beautiful is Yuki himself. It leaves the neko absolutely breathless and wordless. He can say no more.

Yuki, on the other hand, is still unmoved. He smiles, a perfect smile that renders Kyou to bewilderment because it holds a certain evil concealed with a touch of genuine intentions. So which one is it?

"Now," the Prince begins. "Any more objections?"

Kyou's mind comes back. "Yeah! Didn't I just say get off of me?"

"Well, that I can't do," replies the other.

"And why not?" the neko exclaims immediately.

"Because I want you under me," is Yuki's skillful response.

The kitty shivers involuntarily, and then he mumbles something unintelligible.

Instead of finding out what Kyou said, Yuki completely disregards it and proceeds to fluster the other boy under his body, in which he seems to be enjoying more than ever. With his hand still holding the neko's hot limb, he squeezes, only to get the other's attention again. Kyou shudders from underneath, and Yuki could sense the other body tense up immediately. It intrigues him, it entices him to see the reaction he has caused, and it makes him lust even more. The feeling of yearning throbs inside his own body.

Yuki, overcome with a certain urge, bites almost cruelly on Kyou's fragile neck. He only feels encouraged when the neko gives a barely suppressed moan. Mercilessly putting weight on the other boy, Yuki's lips scorches the delicious skin under him. The soft wails he receives by doing this makes him want to do it more, makes him yearn to find out how loud he can make Kyou cry and how many different noises he can make.

When Kyou finally feels as if he can be violated no more than he already has, he is of course surprised to feel Yuki unravel his shirt and his pants. He would have resisted but it seems as if the Prince has already captured him at the moment in which he cannot make a single word of opposition.

Squirming for something he has yet to know, Kyou finally mouths Yuki's name as the other's most soft hands runs up and down his thighs. He feels as if he has already been rendered helpless as he lets the Prince venture in on the parts of his body he has never let another neither see nor touch. Yuki...

Doubtlessly knowing the other's need, Yuki's own desires run deep and close. And he would have proceeded to take what he wants quickly but he doesn't want to ruin such an occasion that should be remembered. How much more he wanted to play with the kitty...

"Your skin," Yuki begins to whisper in the other's sensitive ears, "looks dark and rough, but it isn't..." He leans in, stroking a finger from the boy's chest to his stomach as if indicating something. Kyou remains surprisingly and takes it, knowing that he hasn't anything to say anyway. Yuki, feeling a need to provoke the other boy, adds softly in Kyou's ears, "But of course not smoother than Honda-san..." He can't say what compelled him to say that, he just said it.

And it worked the way Yuki would have thought he would, but instead of just provoking Kyou, the neko takes it a little more personally. Oh...of course I'm not...I'm a boy...damnit...go find a girl if that's what you want!

Kyou seems to find himself angered, unknowing that Yuki was only teasing. Not only is he upset of being put down but also because of his feelings towards the sweet girl. And he is just about to say something if not for the burst of noise he hears downstairs. "Kyou! We're back early in case you were lonely!" It's Tohru's voice! Kyou suddenly panics.

"Speaking of the angel..." Yuki comments sincerely and sighs, knowing full well that he will not get what he want today after all. He'll just have to do it another time. He, on the contrary, doesn't mind the wait, finding it much more worthy at the end. The reward is always sweeter when the work is harder.

So without another word, he gets off of the neko willingly and regrettably. But before he walks out of the door, he turns back and smiles at the naked boy staring at him.

The smile is so innocent, a cruel innocence that makes Kyou's cheeks rush with blood, but thankfully the mouse has already walked out the door and closed it. He starts to hear footsteps and then the distant sounds of greetings.

"Honda-san, you're back."

"Yes, I thought Kyou would be bored."

"I think he was..."

"You're home early too."

"Yes, I was thinking the same thing as you, Honda-san."

Kyou takes a few minutes to hear the two converse before he realizes stupidly that he is undressed. He clenches to his clothes. "Baka..." he groans from the bottom of his throat.